Luyện nghe bài hát Public Enemy No. 1

Yo, Chuck, a move, man
I was on my way up to the studio
Ya know I'm sayin'? An' this brother stop me an' ask me
"Yo, wassup that brother Chuckie D? He swear he nice"

I said, "Yo, the don't swear he's nice, he knows he's nice"
Ya know I'm sayin'? So Chuck, I got a feelin'
You turn him into a Enemy, man

Now remember that you was kickin' to me
On the way out to L.A.
While we was in the car, on our way to the
Well yo, right now, the bass for them brothers
An' let them what goes on, what goes on

Well, I'm all in, put it up on the
Another shot down from the mouth that roared
1, 2, 3, down for the
The of my lyrics, oh yes, no doubt

rock rap, 49er supreme
Is what I choose an' I use, I lose to a team
'Cause I can go solo, a Tyson bolo
Make the fly girls have my photo

Run in their and hang it on the wall
In remembrance that I them all
Suckers, ducks, ho hum MCs
You rock the kid, so go cut the cheese

Take application of rhymes like these
My rap's red hot, 110
So don't start bassin', I'll placin'
Bets on You'll be disgracin'

You an' your mind from a beatin' from my
A for a crime that I can't find
show you my gun, my Uzi weighs a ton
Because I'm Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one, one

You got no rap but you to battle
It's like a boat but you got no paddle
I never pause, I say it because
I don't break in but I break all laws

Written while sittin', all fittin', not
Givin' me the juice that not gettin'
I'm not a law obeyer so you can your mayor
I'm a non-stop, rhythm, poetry sayer

I'm the rhyme player, the layer
A battle, what? Here's a Bible, start prayer
This to the wise is justified
If they ask you what happened, just admit you

You just got caught a for out of order
An' now you're servin' teams their water
You messed with the master, to Chuck
An' I'll wax cold tax, made you got dunked

You got dissed, all but dismissed
Sucker MCs, you get me pissed
It's no fun on the run
Because they got me, Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one

you know, don't you know?
I got a posse of a to back me up
Watch out, we got never the
attack, on my back, double teamin', get creamed

So we us, so you're okay?
Wanna hear it again? We got a
Enemy down, the L.I. sound
it Chuckie D, myself an' K.G., Flavor, DJ Melody

Oh yes, I it's the tunes that make us groom
To make all the swoon
But it's also the words from our direction, a boy session
Kickin' like Bruce Chinese connection

On stereo, never mind, yo
All wax, yes, I'm talkin' vinyl
They said, "Stop, freeze", I got up
I'm Public Enemy number one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

For all you suckers, liars and amplifiers
Your crossed up wires are always startin'
You grown up criers, now here's a pair of
Get a job like your mother, I heard she fixes old

You have no desires, your fixes tires
You try to sell ya but you get no buyers
It's you they never hire, you're on flyers
'Cause you an' your crew is only known as triers

as the poetic, political, lyrical son
I'm Public Enemy one

One, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Yeah, that's right, Chuck, man, that's what you do
You gotta tell them just like that, ya know I'm sayin'?
'Cause yo, man, let me tell you a somethin', man
These brothers around, hard headed

They get a little jealous, ya know what I'm
Just that, ya know, they try to bring you down with 'em
But yo, Chuck, you gotta let 'em
Who's who in the world of

You gotta let 'em know that this is the
An' we can get all the
An' in the backyard we got a fly
An' that's the way the goes
That's just the way the goes